Hello there!! Yesh I still need to finish Competition in the Air I realize that, but a new story popped into my mind, and it was very random at first, but then I decided to give it a shot. Enjoy and I'll go work on the story, sorry I'm a little side-tracked and I guess you readers can read this while I go make an another chapter. Alright. (:

All in Sakura's POV...

Language Warning, so don't be surprise if you see cussing! xD

Disclaimer: I do not only Naruto get it straight man.

Chapter 1

Sakura's POV

Summertime, a time where children are overexcited to get out of classes and do whatever the heck they wanted for 2 whole months. To me, summer wasn't just the time to celebrate; it was the time to sleep whenever you want, do whatever you want, and eat whatever you want.

I had my summer planned from the start, just me alone kicking back and relaxing outside the backyard. Yep, I could just taste the tanginess from ice cold lemonade beverage in my hand filled up to the brim with ice cubes, along with the warmth of the burning sun contrasting it. I could feel the sun exposed on my face with a hint of the crisp breeze floating by. Just relaxing on a chair next to my pool outside and enjoy the calmness of it all. How I wish my summer would start like this, but nope, someone had already made plans for me. The plan was for me to enroll in Etiquette Class….

Etiquette Class. With those two words in mind, I nearly flipped out. Etiquette Class. Me in etiquette class? Are you kidding me!? Seriously I am not and I repeat not going to an etiquette class. This is going to ruin my whole summer. I'm not going!! Nope, not going to happen. And get this: the worse part is that the person who made this so-called 'genius' plan was my MOTHER….

Morning at Breakfast…

I woke up at 11 am, still exhausted from yesterday and I brushed the thought off and sliently cheered in happiness when I finally realized it was Summer. " Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" I danced all around in my room looking like a complete dork sliding my wood floor and laughing. Then I flung myself up to my bed and started jumping on, but my blankets and pillows to fell off the bed after the first couple of jumps. I shrugged and jumped from my bed and slid across my room and crashed into the bathroom hitting the laundry basket with my back.

WHAM!!

" SAKURA, WHAT IS THAT NOISE!!" her mom yelled from downstairs.

I landed on the tile floor and a bunch of towels piled on top me, I quickly pushed of the towels off and pulled my pink hair away from my face and huffed the bangs to the side. I reached out for the door and shouted out as loud as I could, " I'M FINE JUST MAKING SURE THE BUGS AREN'T COMING BACK ALIVE!!!" I pretended to hit the tile floor loudly with much more force.

" OKAY, JUST DON'T BREAK ANYTHING!"

I snickered a bit at my mother response and closed the door. I stared at the condition of the bathroom and looked at the mess I made: the towels were thrown everywhere, the laundry basket had a huge dent on it, and the picture on the side of the wall fell down completely.

' I'm not cleaning that up…'

I ruffled my hair when I looked at myself in the mirror. I yawned very loudly and shook it off.

' Ugh…I'm so tired'

I took a quick shower, changed into a regular t-shirt and some plain jeans, and brushed my short hair out.

I tossed the brush on the counter and turned off the lights. Then, I walked to my desk, grabbed my mp3 player, and made my way down the stairs towards the kitchen.

As I made my way down the stairs, I noticed my mother watching one of her Asian dramas again and I sticked my tongue out. She completely ignored me and I decided to greet her anyways.

" Morning mom."

" Morning Sakura, want something to eat?" she asked.

" Scrambled eggs."

I sighed and watched her with her eyes glued at the television, not moving an inch. I walked up to her and waved my hand in front of her eyes. She gripped my hand and moved it away from her eyes. I looked at her impatiently and just sat back down in the same spot.

20 minutes later…..

grumble grumble.

' Ugh…I'm hungry, my mother is a pain. I should just cook it myself, no wait never mind I'll probably burn the house in flames heh' I sweat dropped.

My mother finally turned off the television, which made me cheer happily on the inside. She looked at me and smiled.

I looked back at her and took notice of this. Her deadly smiles, that means only one thing: she wants something from me….

" Sakura, guess what?" her mother said in a sing-a-long voice.

I replied with a dull voice, " What."

" C'mon guess. Guess! It's about your summer plans this year," she said with a smile across her face

" Umm..are we going shopping every weekend like last summer?" I replied mediocre tone.

" No, silly," her mother bent her dainty hand in the air, " you're going to etiquette class! Isn't that great?"

I currently had my earphones on and shuffled through my playlist, clearing pay not listening. " Yeah sure sounds….WAIT, WHAT??"

" Sakura, Sakura you should pay more attention when I talk to you," she pointed her index finger at her and shook side to side.

" E-etiquette sch- sc-," I stuttered and gulped down the words that I held back.

My mother helped me through the word and finished it for me ," school, yes you are going and there's no way you can get out of it."

" No! No, but mom, its SUMMER!!" I failed my arms in the air and whined.

" No more complaints Sakura, you are going no matter what, and that is final," She responded at her daughter with a serious tone.

I scrunched my eyebrows and muttered under my breath, " stupid mother, making me do girly things again ugh.."

" Did you say something dear?" Her mother turned on the stove and pulled eggs and butter out of the fridge.

" No mother." I scoffed.

' Greattt. Summer plans are ruined. What the hell could make it more worse?'

I groaned and hit my head on the table over and over again.

" Sakura you're going to put a dent in you forehead if you keep doing that," she placed the eggs on the table in front of my head.

I stopped and looked up from the table, " I don't care, my forehead's is already ginormious, and maybe the impact of my forehead to this table will make it look normal."

Once again hit my forehead on the table harder than before, and it hurt A LOT.

" Ow!!!" I rubbed my forehead furiously hoping to release the pain.

" Tsk, tsk. You never listen do you Sakura?"

" It's not my fault, this wood is oak, meaning it's pretty solid." I knocked on the wood.

" Sakura, how bad can etiquette class be?" she paused, " I enjoyed it when my mother put me in it."

I shook my head and slouched in the chair. " No mother your generation is so much different from my generation. The fun your referring to isn't the type of fun I'm imagining in my head right now."

"Oh nonsense Sakura, besides I heard your friends are going too." She told me sweetly.

" Whoopee," I said and crossed my arms.

My mother gave one of those I've-had-enough looks and I huffed.

" You take on your father's personality way too much."

" I'll take that as a compliment." I bit into my eggs and grumbled.

I finished up and my mother took my plate away and placed it in the sink. She wiped off her hands and grabbed the seat next to me.

" Sakura look you're going to class today at 12:30, so get ready."

" Whatever, I'm not going."

" Yes, you are and you'll meet your friends over there, and that one guy you told my about what's his name Sauce Uha?" she paused and pondered for a moment, " wait Surke Uchia, no that's not it…."

" SASUKE UCHIHA!?" I stood up from my chair and knocked it down, " ohhh no, I'm definitely not going now. No way."

" Sakura please, what's so bad about him? I met his family, they're nice people, and he's gentleman." She smiled.

" Earth to MOM!!! That bastard is not a gentleman what so ever!! He's the absolute arrogant human-being in this world and is completely misread as a 'gentleman'!" I started going off and tired calming her self down.

" Sakura that is no way to speak to anybody, you know better than that!" her mother shook her head in disappointment.

" Ughh!! Mom I literally can't stand him at all!! You have completely drained out my fun!" I shouted at her.

" Enough! Go get changed into some nice clothes and fix your hair," my mom went over to fix my hair, but I glared at her.

" No, I'll do it myself mom, I can handle myself, I'm fourteen aren't I!" I rushed up to the stairs to get ready and sighed, "My mother is ruining my life".

I opened the door and dragged my feet towards my closet, I quickly threw on some black dress pants and I pink shirt with bold letters printed on them: I don't give fxck!

I dashed out of my room and slammed the door behind me. I went down the stairs and looked at my mother. She gawked at my shirt and she looked like she was ready to blown a gasket. She was not happy at all.

" Why are you wearing that Sakura?"

" I want to."

" No go back and change now!!" she pointed to the direction of my room.

" No, I refuse to, or else I'm not going to this little etiquette class crap."

" Fine missy, but next time your not wearing those clothes anymore."

" Who said there was going to be a next time?" I raised my eyebrows at her.

My mother yanked me on the arm, rushed me out of the door, and got into the car. She placed the keys in the ignition, started up the car, and drove out of the driveway.

' Prepare for Etiquette Hell.'

Second fanfic. All right I'm off to work on my other story now, so yeah I'll update that one on the weekend, ah very busy today with homework and such. I'd be seeing you guys next time? Maybe? Hope you enjoyed this and yesh it is very random, but not random to the point where you can't stand it anymore. xD

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